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Father’s Day 2007

image Make sure and call up your Dad today and tell him you love him, and wish him a Happy Father’s Day! To the right is a pic of my pops on one of the first Crashes we did in eXchange. Click the image to see the full set.

Dad and I had chinese at the local buffet (we didn’t eat like it was a buffet; it’s just that the take out place is sloooow) where we talked about a bunch of different stuff. Then, we closed with our favorite chinese buffet dessert. One cup of vanilla ice cream, another full of Fanta orange. Mix to make a scrumptious impromptu orange dreamsicle-like substance. It’s oh-so-delish!

My wife also picked me up a new Starbucks coffee mug (that looks like their paper cups) plus some chocolate covered espresso beans. All in all, a fantastic Father’s Day.

Oh yeah… Kels slept in for Father’s Day. Imagine that. :)

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15

Kelsie turns 15 today (that’s her stuffed in a trash can at church). Yowza! I can remember just yesterday when I met her mom. Kelsie had just turned four, and I was visiting Wendy when Kelsie came out (you know, that little four year old pitter patter… wait, who am I kidding; she was a holy terror, even then!) and her and I chatted about this and that, I did the “take my thumb off” trick, and she looked at me like I was an idiot.

Somehow, I knew at that point that this was going to be very interesting.

So, happy birthday kid. You rock.

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Star Gazers 2007

Well, Kelsie has just been picked up for her first ever school dance. Actually, that’s not entirely true. She’s been to a couple others dances before, but she was in jeans and red canvas Converse hi tops, so it wasn’t “formal.”

Tonight’s shindig was formal, complete with the shopping for a dress, not finding what she wanted, fight with Mom, finally settling on a 50′s style dress, having the zipper come out a few days before the dance (and having to return it and go through the drama of buying the same dress a size larger only because her size wasn’t in), almost losing her boyfriend’s class ring, realizing where she left it, calling to confirm it was there (at a friend’s house; it was), getting ready, then sitting for 14 minutes waiting on him and freaking out the entire time.

When all was said and done, she and her boyfriend Jacob left for the dance (transported by his parents) without a hitch, and order was restored at Casa de Wally.

Click here to check out the gallery of pics (taken with my crappy digital cam; I seriously need to get another one).

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And then, like, you know, like, he was, like…

Like. It’s my 14 year old’s favorite word. It grates on me like fingernails on a chalkboard. Like a fork scraped on an empty plate. Like Fran Drescher’s voice.

It also makes her sound like an idiot. Seriously, it’s every other word for her.

So, a new law has been passed. She gets five “like’s” a night (for this week; next week it goes to three) and once they’re used up, telephone time goes bye bye. Once phone time is gone, if she continues… well, we’ll get creative.

Do you have a word that just comes out without you realizing it? I use “good one” and “nice” too often. I’m trying to curb that.

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Kelsie’s Big New York Adventure part 2

Kelsie calls me again yesterday afternoon.

“Dad, you will not believe what I found! We were in Chinatown, and we went down this alley, and there were all these tables full of, like, Prada purses, and all kinds of stuff. For cheap! I pretty much spent all my money there!”

“You do know that’s not real, right?”

“What!? They said it was…”

“… It’s not.”

“Oh… well, the stuff I bought looks really sturdy so I should be fine. I bought a ton of stuff!”

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